useless brain day
630 am.
thirsty.
tired.
i showered got dressed tried to clean my apartment in 3 minutes and went downstairs to meet my dad in the parking circle. i climbed into the car and jabbered about health insurance, burrowing owls as we drove past them, and how to get to our work from the hospital.
dropped off 1.5 hours early i figured i would have a leisurely sit in the waiting room, reading 'three cups of tea' and thinking about jobs.
instead, i got to gown up, iv up, and sit in a hospital bed for 1.5 hours. leisurely reading in the hospital bed with the faint smell of sanitizing hand gel, and the quiet whirring of machines. then it was time for sleep followed by, oh, i don't know like 10 hours of brain inactivity.
i know i got irritated that my mom was rubbing my arm because i wanted to sleep more, that second cup of beverage, the wheel chair, what not to wear, soup, a pint of soy ice cream, bits of america's next top model and blankness intertwined in there.
it's crazy how your brain just erases things. and now, after entire day of tiredness i think the sugar from the soy dream binge has me wired.
on the plus side i have some uber neat-o pictures of my stomach and intestines to add to knee surgery pictures. i think i will start a photo album of the insides of me.
thirsty.
tired.
i showered got dressed tried to clean my apartment in 3 minutes and went downstairs to meet my dad in the parking circle. i climbed into the car and jabbered about health insurance, burrowing owls as we drove past them, and how to get to our work from the hospital.
dropped off 1.5 hours early i figured i would have a leisurely sit in the waiting room, reading 'three cups of tea' and thinking about jobs.
instead, i got to gown up, iv up, and sit in a hospital bed for 1.5 hours. leisurely reading in the hospital bed with the faint smell of sanitizing hand gel, and the quiet whirring of machines. then it was time for sleep followed by, oh, i don't know like 10 hours of brain inactivity.
i know i got irritated that my mom was rubbing my arm because i wanted to sleep more, that second cup of beverage, the wheel chair, what not to wear, soup, a pint of soy ice cream, bits of america's next top model and blankness intertwined in there.
it's crazy how your brain just erases things. and now, after entire day of tiredness i think the sugar from the soy dream binge has me wired.
on the plus side i have some uber neat-o pictures of my stomach and intestines to add to knee surgery pictures. i think i will start a photo album of the insides of me.